I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR PERCY JACKSON

Chapter 7

PPOV (PERCY)

I've never seen her like this. I was listening in on her convocation with Jasper.

He said, "Your powers are weakening, love. You already know your fate, but you need to be strong if you want to fight longer for her. I mean, you didn't even see us coming."

She ran her tongue over her teeth and took off her Cullen Crest and gave it to him. She said "You can leave."

Then stormed out the door.

I stared along with the Cullen's. They haven't seen her like this either. Jasper played with the choker. It was quiet; the only sound was Annabeth's slow breathing.


I didn't want to leave Annabeth alone, so I told the Cullen's to watch her. I went back to my cabin, maybe Alice would be there. She wasn't, the room was deserted. I was so stressed out lately. Capture the flag was in an hour. I ran to the fencing arena, hoping to practice. Who knows, Alice could be there. I laughed to myself. Ya, Alice practicing in the arena? HAHA. I walked and walked, thinking about Annabeth. She was getting worse and worse by the day. I knew what was coming and so did she. We were both scared. If I could save her I would but I doubt anyone could. I walked in the arena and stopped right in my tracks. The sight I'd never thought I'd see. There she was. Alice. Beating the crap outta a boxing bag. Man she was good.

Her long brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail, a high one going down her back. She had on a black tank top and sweats. She was wearing boxing gloves and punched the bag so hard it came off the ring it was hanging on and went flying into the wall. It landed on top of at least 6 others. She growled and moved on to another, holding her head in her mitts as she walked. I ran down to where she started punching again and she just ignored me. She focused on the bag and it flew off the ring again. She growled again. Then, instead of moving on she put her arms down and said,

"What do you want?"

I stared. I was too surprised; she had punched 8 bags across the room. That's 8 bags we'll never see again. She started to move again but I stopped her. I grabbed her arm and turned her to face me.

"How?"

She took my arm and dragged me to the bench. "I haven't really told you anything. I know and I'm sorry. I don't care if you go tell people this first part o.k.? But not the second."

I was confused but I nodded.

"Well the first part. Dad didn't really break the rule twice. Only once. With you. Me, well I'm a different story. Sorta like the di Angelo's."

"You were at that hotel, too?"

"No, no. I'm not really 16. I'm technically 108 years old."

Again I was speechless. She went on.

"And, I'll never age. I'm well, see if you can figure it out. I never eat, I'm extremely strong and I have skin that never bruises. My eyes are gold, sometimes even black. I disappear into the forest and come back completely energized. And my skin is always cold and I get lost in space."

I noticed all those things but never said anything. "I might know" I said.

"Percy! I'm a vampire. Me and the rest of the Cullen's. But don't worry, we're vegetarians, we survive on the blood of animals. No questions right now. Well except the obvious one, what does zoning out have to do with being a vamp? Uh, I'm psychic."

I was taking a second to get all that in. "I've always know there was something different. Oh, it's okay. I'm fine with it, as soon as it all sinks in. So do you have super speed too?"

"Uh' ya. But the second thing, you can't tell, o.k.?"

"K."

"Well the reason I'm here is, well."

She took a deep breath. "I'm here because I'm destine to die. To save Annabeth."